Time to Fly.

I wake up today knowing I have one life to live. Today will be different than the last. Today is new. A new mind, a new body, a new me. I don't know the old me. That person was the girl of yesterday. The girl of today climbs Everest, runs through the Amazon, swims the entire mississippi, sings from her heart at the top the mountain. She knows what she wants and gets it. She expresses herself, never in fear. You can live your life in fear until you have nothing left to fear. Once you get to that peak, there is no more climbing left, now it is time to fly...

Kakorrhaphiophobia by Jep

I'm afraid I am diagnosed with kakorrhaphiophobia.

I constantly check my lists and make sure things go according to plan... I constantly am fixated and obsessed with everything that could prevent the symptoms of kakorrhaphiophobia from happening... I just need to find a fool proof way to trap that bastard in a box and make sure he never comes out... and even then he still haunts me... I need to destroy kakorrhaphiophobia.

Agendas by Jep

If there is one thing I could emphasize to people, it would be the importance of planning your agenda. Your agenda is basically your map to navigating to the end of whatever you're doing... I'll admit sometimes I don't always go all the way through with things but at the same time at least I have the map to complete it. Plan for everything the best and the worst, it doesnt matter what scenario you end up in, you'd want to know that you were semi-if not completely prepared.

Trouble by Jep

Time time time time time...

Ticking ticking ticking...

There are only so many things you can do in a span of 48 hours before you get to your 830AM flight that you have to be ready for and in the building of before 5AM...

I've gotten to know so many people... so many great people

Awesome... Thanks NY I'll be back in a couple... I just hope you miss me when I'm gone...

Excerpt from the novel AQUARIUS

Excerpt -
My father suddenly woke me,
"Son you've gotta see this! Einy and Tesla are going at it at the Cryo Lab!"
I got up and started towards the door, my eyes were still rocked shut with all that mucus shit. I looked on the floor... "Fuck where'd all my shirts go? Whatever..." I went straight for the door boxers only sprinting to the Cryo Lab...
Wow I can't believe I'm about to see two brains go at it! I ran beside the huge picture windows and I could see them mouthing off but I couldn't hear them yet... I hated the fact that the door was completely on the other side of the whole facility but I guess it was done for logical reasons, something Dr. Richards was talking about,
"Should the toxins within the chemicals we use some how find its own escape route, the fact that the doors are away from the rest of the colony could provide an extra hour in planning and prep to contain the breach."
Duh right? Finally I'm at the door punching the code in to release the door... 5,1,8,2,3,9... "Nicola Tesla you arrogant bastard! I'm the Einstein! You expect me to believe you can duplicate a human being based on electromagnetic materialization and ontop of that in the same dimension!? Insanity!

Be Healthy.

Research shows that people with active sex lives have stronger immune systems, less pain, a lower cancer risk, healthier hearts, and less stress. The best news: It can even make you look younger—up to 12 years, a study shows. I'm just saying guys, be healthy.

Looking for the Answer.

What is she trying to tell me.
She's motioning me to go follow her.
I just want to pause and hug her one more time.
She doesn't let us rest, we do not have even a moment.
But what am I looking for?
We are rushing, the clock is ticking.
I just look forward.
Maybe I will run into the key in the meadow.
Or maybe I will swim to the answer in the ocean.
Or possibly fly to the secret in the sky.
I look back and she's gone.
But I haven't found the answer.
What was the question?
And where is the solution?
I am lost.
Will I ever be found...

WHO IS HE?

GREETINGS,

ONCE AGAIN TYPING IN ALL CAPS, HE IS A CONCEITED BASTARD, SELF-RIGHTEOUS DOG AND ARROGANT PRICK WITH AN INCREDIBLY GIGANTIC EGO THAT PUTS THE SUN, MOON AND STARS TO SHAME WHILE RELENTLESSLY PROMOTING HIS AGENDA FOR A SOLE PURPOSE OF PROVING SUPERIOR QUALITIES ABOVE YOU, ALWAYS SPEAKING IN THIRD PERSON, THIS SELF PROCLAIMED "GOD SEND" CARRIES A TERRIBLY CONDESCENDING ATTITUDE AS HE ENGAGES IN CONVERSATION WITH OTHERS PURELY TO JUSTIFY GREATER THEORIES, INSIGHT AND KNOWLEDGE ON LIFE THAN YOU; BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY, HE IS TURNED ON BY THE SOUND OF HIS OWN VOICE SO MUCH THAT EVEN ASKING YOU A QUESTION HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOUR OPINION BUT DESPITE ALL, HE IS HONEST, TRUTHFUL AND SOMEONE YOU WANT TO BE.

GOD BLESS, JEF

I Am Who You Think I Am by Jep

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I am what you think I am... but that's only for you and for no one else... because I am what they think I am... but that's only for them and for no one else...

To everyone; they have the privilege of engulfing all their information and all their personal accounts into one to create in their mind a structured and organized visual and conceptual understanding of who Jep is... and well, for anyone else for that matter... I am who you think I am because it is what you have formulated and calculated in your mind in order to organize your files within your mind and create an automatic recognition sequence every time you see me. Every time you do see me, you subtly notice but you actually run through everything you know of me in an instant and certain files or points or details whatever you want to call them stick out and those are points of references for you to guide your plan of execution when interacting with me. It always surprises me when I think about and realize that of all the people you know... there maybe just as many people who know of you whom you know nothing about... and of those people whom you know know you, and of those people who know you that you know nothing of, they all have an idea of who you are and in their mind they are completely correct. It is only when they receive new information and data that they are to update their system and upgrade their security or provide more access to me. One instance to mean a change of everything... a chain reaction between you and I and even if I were to say something, it may mean something else to you other than what I had intended to actually mean, and from that point you may relay the information or data to whom ever else you decide and then those persons are then also are updating their files.

I am what you think I am... but that's only for you and for no one else... because I am what they think I am... but that's only for them and for no one else...

If you think long an hard about it... I, and along with the rest of you people are a million people within ourselves. Someone walking down the street you see everyday knows you... but they may not know much simply because they have insufficient data of you in their files. It only changes when they see you in a different setting doing something else or just interacting with them or other beings in a different way... it develops character and story... your story through others' eyes and you may never even know what stories there are about you because sometimes you don't even know who's writing about you.

There are infinite possibilities within our daily lives; You could never know how important the things you do every millisecond of your life. Something as little as breathing is as important as inventing the cure for cancer. Every little thing effects everything else. Think and think and think...

I am what you think I am until you know more and gather something new, but that's only for you and for no one else, because I am what they think I am until they know more and gather something new, but that's only for them and for no one else.



Jep Martin Loberiza



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POSSIBLY BETTER YOU THAN ME, BUT MAYBE NOT.

GREETINGS,

TONIGHT STRANGE FANTASIES FLASH BEFORE ME PROVOKING MYSTERIOUSLY BITTER THOUGHTS AND UNKNOWN FEELINGS OF JEALOUSY SO AS MY HEART RACES AND STOMACH TURNS, I BURN IN THESE IRRATIONAL CONCERNS BUT QUICKLY THEREAFTER, THE FIRES ARE DRENCHED WITH DROPS OF JOY AND A SPLASH OF LAUGHTER AS I SMILE AGAIN, UPON REMEMBERING HOW FORTUNATE I AM, TO BE ME.

GOD BLESS, JEF

Fear of Living: An Ethical Dilemma.

What is existence, but a constant battle of desire versus integrity? Everything has a consequence, even when the righteous decision is made. Who shapes one’s moral code? Most people would say our parents mold our scruples. However, what about the people who never had parents? Who or what determines their value of ethics? Why are certain actions deemed as "right" or "wrong"? If one truly lives with no regrets, he/she does not consider “ethical codes.” He/she just lives every day and every moment to the infinite degree. When do we break our shells, and live that life? When do we start living, instead of fearing what we have not lived.

NOTHIN' ON YOU

GREETINGS,

IN MY SIMPLE, MODEST BUT EXPERIENCED OPINION, OUTSIDE OF FORBIDDING OR AWAY FROM THE UNWILLING, IMPOSSIBLE IS COMPLETELY, ABSOLUTELY AND TRULY NEVER MORE THAN NOTHING.

GOD BLESS,

JEF

The Futile Dream?

Talking, yet disconnected.
Listening, yet stultified.
I swim in the sky, you walk on the ground.
Such time and devotion was spent on this juncture.
A gentleman in every way.
He has such reverence for me.
But why do I swim astray?
It is so conventional.
It is so uncomplicated.
Why can’t I force myself to take the easy path?
Maybe someday I will meet someone who is complex yet manageable.
Or do I yearn for the impossible…

Goodnight Discernment.

You can’t help what you want.

You can’t help who you want.

Satisfaction is hard to find.

But when it is found, your body is bound.

To that lust, that thrust, that sound.

Your intellect appalls me.

But your gift enthralls me.

When your scent is near, my heart races in fear.

That my soul will get lost in this game we’re playing.

Who you are, is not who you are portraying.

I wish I could get lost in a more charming delight.

Until then I guess this will do.

You know where the door is, so goodnight.

Attract by Jep

What causes attraction?

The list is infinite, I feel that it all comes from experience. We are all conditioned into taking things into account and forming our basis for things out of them. You love what you love because something in the past has led you to this conclusion and what you love changed because you continue to experience. That goes along with everything else, hate, jealousy, anger, adoration, anything from mannerisms to emotions to your very own laws in which you govern the things you have control over.

The question is are you attracted to the right thing?

SPOT ON!

GREETINGS,

PERFECTION NEEDS NO CORRECTION, REQUIRES CONSTANT REDEMPTION TO MAINTAIN A FLAWLESS COMPLEXION, SURVIVING OFF FAITHFUL ATTENTION WITHOUT EXCEPTION, BUT NOT ALWAYS FOR THE BEST INTENTION. SEE PERFECTION BUT LOOK AT YOUR OWN REFLECTION.

GOD BLESS,

JEF

"WITH SUCH CONFUSION DON'T IT MAKE YOU WANNA SCREAM???"

GREETINGS,

SARCASTICALLY SPEAKING WITH MY CHIN LITERALLY UP AND EYES SYMBOLICALLY ROLLED, EVER PROUDLY IN MY ARROGANCE, I BOAST IN ALL CAPS JUST TO IRRITATE, INTIMIDATE AND OFFEND THE SENSITIVITY OR INSECURITY OF ANY PROVERBIAL LAME SAPP ALLEGEDLY PUT-OFF BY AN APPARENT "YELLING" VOICE THAT PLAYS BACK BUT MUCH SIMPLER WHILE MORE EXACT AS I REVEAL REALITIES FROM MY PAST, THIS BRAND OF GENUINE SINCERITY STRONGLY MEANS TO ATTACK...DOUBLEYOU-TEE-EFF?!

GOD BLESS,

JEF

ARE YOU TOO DEPENDENT ON YOUR INDEPENDENCE?

GREETINGS

THE VERY SAME LUSTROUS TOKEN OF SHEER INDEPENDENCE THAT BRILLIANTLY SPARKLES FROM A VISUALLY ATTRACTIVE SIDE TO SUCCESS THEREBY CATCHING WISHFUL EYES LIES PRESSINGLY BEHIND IT ATOP ROUGH GROUND THROUGH OPPORTUNITY; ANOTHER LESS DESIRABLE FACE EXISTS WHICH UPON FURTHER NOTICE PRESENTS UNDER GLOOMY SHADOWS; DARKER SYMBOLIC IMAGES OF TOTAL, COMPLETE OR ABSOLUTE FAILURE CAUSING PANIC, CONFUSION AND FEAR SO FOR EVERY PROUD MOMENT WE ASSUME FULL RESPONSIBILITY CARRYING FULL WEIGHT OF OUR WORLD; FIGURATIVE PRESSURE INCREASINGLY MOUNTS HEAVIER EACH MOMENT EVENTUALLY PLACING US MORE VULNERABLE TO UTTER DESTRUCTION, MAJOR DAMAGE OR TOTAL DEFEAT BEYOND RESCUE BUT IF ONLY WE OPEN OUR HARDENED HEARTS PROMOTING UNDERSTANDING, INVITING COMPASSION AND WELCOMING OUTSIDE HELP NO MATTER HOW UNCOMFORTABLE OUR EGOS MAY BE; THIS FILTERING SORT OF BREAKING-DOWN PROCESS IN MY OPINION FROM PERSONAL EXPERIENCE, IS THE ESSENCE OF THE BENEFITS OF SHARING AND SOMEWHAT MINIMIZES THE IMPACT OF ANY POSSIBLE YET INEVITABLE CRASH UNTO HARDSHIP; ALLOWING QUICKER RECOVERY BECAUSE ALONE WE ARE STRONG BUT TOGETHER WE ARE POWERFUL.

GOD BLESS,

JEF

The Things That I've Done by Jep

They know everything about me.
They don't know everything about me.
They know the things that I've done.
They don't know the things that I've done.
I've ran and ran to the furtherest point I could reach.
It changes everyday and not everyone understands that.
We have unlimited capability but for some reason we like denying it.
There is a lot of things at stake and I don't really know if you grasp it quite well enough.
I know you love to play normal and you love to go about your life dreaming normal dreams and following the pavement.
There are things that are both wrong and I guess to say the least acceptable to that whole idea of being.

To be continued...

Back to Square Uno. (The Disease of the Butterfly Dragon)

I can't fight it.

I can deprive myself of so many vices.

But it doesn't get rid of the paramount ardor.

The butterfly dragon, that is crawling out of my skin.

Ignore.

Avoid.

Try to distract myself.

From this feeling, this desire, this burn, that keeps me awake.

Convincing myself that I have control.

Convincing myself that I don't need this.

Convincing myself that other things can light this fire in my being.

And suddenly, I inhale that divine scent.

Essence, my body craves.

A sensation that makes my thoughts flutter.

A lagniappe to my soul.

Electric bolts that ravel in the hall ways of my existence.

The sempiternal flame has ignited once again.

My body is imbued with his venom.

A susurrous ghost has pierced my conscious.

And I'm back to square one, so much for self control.

LETTER OF THE DAY...

DEAR LEBRON JAMES,

WELCOME TO YOUR FIRST SHOT AT POSSIBLE CHAMPIONSHIP BASKETBALL. WE LOOK FORWARD TO BEATING YOU IN THE FINALS FOR THE FIRST TIME ONCE AND FOR ALL. SOON YOU MUST REALIZE AND KNOW THAT WE ARE MORE THAN READY TO ANSWER THE CALL. YOUR NEW POWERHOUSE TEAM IS BUT A TEMPORARY STALL. AS NATURAL PROOF BE TOLD "THE BIGGER YOU ARE, THE HARDER YOU FALL." EVENTUAL FORCE OF GRAVITY WILL REVEAL IT ALL. LAKER NATION WILL MOST DEFINITELY BRING THE SQUALL TO TOPPLE THE TALL.

GOD BLESS, JEF

BITTERSWEET FRUITFUL DEFEAT

GREETINGS,

IN HINDSIGHT NOT EVEN 20/20 VISION CAN SEE PAST THE HAZE OF MY BLURRY BUT EXPERIENCED INSIGHT BECAUSE I HAVE LOST TOO MANY BATTLES NOT TO RECOGNIZE A GOOD FIGHT BUT IN SPITE OF EACH DEFEAT THAT AWAITS FOR ME TO MEET, I AM FAITHFUL THAT VICTORY WILL EVENTUALLY AND INEVITABLY BE MINE TO KEEP AT LEAST, BEFORE THE EXPIRATION OF TIME OR AN END IN MY LIFE LINE.

GOD BLESS,

JEF

THOUGHT PROVOKING, WORD PROMOTING AND ACTION EVOKING RUN ON SENTENCE THAT SAVED MY LIFE...BY JEF

GREETINGS,

AS I PATIENTLY WAIT IN PEACE ETERNALLY MOTIVATED TO RESEARCH UPON LIFE, RESURGE FROM DEATH AND IMMERSED UNDER SELF DISCOVERY WITHIN THIS STRUGGLE BETWEEN A PEACEFUL YET CHAOTIC MIND STATE HIDDEN BENEATH THE EVER SO DEEPLY THICKENING LAYERS OF STEREOTYPES, LABELS AND BRANDING SOCIETY CREATES, A LIFE CHANGING EPIPHANY RISES FORCEFULLY HIGHER THAN ANY LEGENDARY CLICHE IDEA OR TRITE THOUGHT ON MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURES LIKE GREEK PHOENIX' OR IMPERIAL DRAGONS; THESE INVINCIBLE AMBITIONS, INCREDIBLE ASPIRATIONS AND INVALUABLE INSPIRATIONS THAT CONTINUE TO RESCUE MY SOUL FROM BURNING DAMNATION AT THE SYMBOLIC STAKE SPARING THE SPIRIT I CREAT AND OWN; FAILURE, EXPIRATION OR DEATH IS NO MORE A PART OF ME THAN I AM OF MY ULTIMATE DESTINY BECAUSE HERE AND NOW FOR REASONS BOTH COMPLETELY UNKNOWN YET VERY WELL REALIZED; I AM ALIVE IN FLESH, MY BREATH SURVIVES WITH THE WIND IN ANY ENVIRONMENT AND EVERY CLIMATE THAT MAY OR MAY NOT COME; DESPITE OCCURRENCES OF RAINSTORMS AND SUNSHINE, DEVELOPING HARD ROCKS AND HIGH TIDES; MY BARE EXISTENCE IS A CONCENTRATED RECIPE WITH POTENT INGREDIENTS OF PHYSICAL REALISM, FRESH CUT MENTAL OPTIMISM AND SPLASHED SPIRITUAL MODERNISM TO EITHER ATTRACT OR DEFLECT THE ALL FUTURE ELEMENTS OF LIFE.

GOD BLESS, JEF

I TRIPLE DOG DARE YOU...

GREETINGS,

TRUTHFULLY REVEALING, I QUITE ENJOY AND ACTUALLY PREFER LIGHTHEARTED MOVIES LIKE THIS. MY WORLD CAN BE SO DEEPLY SERIOUS THAT I OFTEN SINK INTO THE HARSH WATERS OF REALITY. NO MATTER HOW SENSATIONAL OR OVERLY HAPPY MOVIES LIKE THIS MAY SEEM, THROUGH THE POSITIVE THOUGHTS AND JOYFUL FEELINGS THEY CAN BRING, WE ARE TEMPORARILY RESCUED NOT ONLY FROM EVERYDAY BURDENS OF LIFE BUT FROM OUR WORRISOME, FEARFUL OR INSECURE HEARTS AND MINDS WITHIN US ALL. FURTHERMORE, THIS SHORT VIDEO CLIP IS IN MY OPINION, A WELL CUT AND REMIXED BIT OF THE ESSENTIAL BUT OVERLOOKED SIGHTS AND SOUNDS IN THIS DELIGHTFUL FILM. OTHER THAN THE MOVIE, FROM A FAN PERSPECTIVE, THIS VIDEO IS TRULY A LIFE CHANGING EXPERIENCE WITHIN ITSELF. IN OTHER WORDS, I TRIPLE DOG DARE YOU NOT TO SMILE!! (HIT THE JUMP TO VIEW LINK)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A2yt1ooLQGo

GOD BLESS,

JEF

Life is But A... by Jep

Life is but a... fork in the road... there's always too many options and when you feel like you actually have none... you're most likely just not thinking clearly... probably more emotional at that point. Life is but a sea of many decisions you make over a course of a lifetime. It is the process in prolonging your perpetuity. It is varied and differentiated by the individual since no one person lives the same life path and experiences everything similarly, let alone chronologically. A blip in the sea of emptiness. A sole minuscule, seemingly insignificant, random inexplicable, natural occurrence that actually should be considered a miracle. But we simply don't see it this way since were supposedly complexed creatures, highly emotional, highly irrational most of the time, highly volatile and destructive. We have yet to learn what the point of it all is... Maybe we just are. Simply just are. We are born and life given to us was random it was chosen by something of course whether be it "God" if thats what you would like to believe or aliens or just a collision of microorganisms mating to create the abomination of a human. Life is what you make of it, no one is entirely right unless you are the person making the observation. You are special in this sea of endlessness, a spectacular event that was to happen, is happening, and has happened. You affected the universe, not just our planet, not just our solar system or our galaxy or our spatial quadrant, the whole universe. You were a pillar in which affected everyone, everything else in the universe and I thank you all because you have affected me and I love who I am because of you. Thank you beings, objects, whatever you may be because you created a beautiful randormality in me.



Jep Martin Loberiza



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VILLAINOUS HEROES

GREETINGS, CHANGE HAS FINALLY COME.

WE CAN NOW FIND COMFORT IN A NEW SET OF IDEALS. AN EXPEDIENT PHENOMENON HAS FINALLY APPROACHED US.

ARMED WITH A HEAVY DOSE OF THE MOST BRUTAL ACTION THAT CLEVERLY SHIFTS
BETWEEN LUST AND VIOLENCE, THIS GLUTTONOUS EXPERIENCE SUMMONS THE ANIMAL INSIDE NOURISHING OUR DARKEST DESIRES THAT SATISFIES A NEED THE EVOLUTION OF MANKIND HAS BEEN TAUGHT TO IGNORE.

OMITTING ALL UNNECESSARY DISTRACTIONS THAT PLAGUE THE STEADY STREAM OF COMMERCIAL FANTASIA WITH ALL STAR CASTS AND COMICAL SPECIAL EFFECTS GRAVELY DETRACTING FROM THE ESSENCE AND AUTHENTICITY OF A STORY SIMILAR TO THE UNSATISFACTORY TASTE OF THE OVERLY SALTY POPCORN CRUSHED BETWEEN YOUR
TIGHTLY CLENCHED JAWS AS YOUR EYES STEADILY FOCUS ON THE MAYHEM THAT YOUR
BRAIN STRUGGLES TO PROCESS BEING IN STATES OF A HEALTHY MIX OF SHOCK AND BLISS WHICH CAN ONLY BE LETHAL IN ANY OTHER SITUATION.

THE DEVELOPMENT AND TRANSLATION OF THIS FILM FROM IT'S COMIC BOOK CONCEPTION IS LEGENDARY BY ALL CATEGORICAL STANDARDS IN ITS DAY BECAUSE IT IS ONE OF THE FIRST AMERICAN MADE MOVIES IN THE CENSORSHIP ERA OF THE 21ST CENTURY THAT LEAVES LITTLE TO QUERY AND THE IMAGINATION AS IT BLUNTLY DISPLAYS THE TYPICAL AMERICAN STEREOTYPES THROUGH DOMESTIC MINDS WITH INTERNATIONAL EYES SPILLING IT ALL OUT
REGARDLESS OF LEVELS OF TACT AND POLITICAL CORRECTNESS REPLACING
UNADULTERATED CANDOR WITH NO REMORSE.

EVEN THE MOST IMMACULATE BEING ON THIS EARTH WILL TEMPORARILY BE CORRUPTED
WITH SUCH A SAVAGE OUT OF BODY EXPERIENCE THAT ULTIMATELY CLEARS THEM OF ALL
RESPONSIBILITIES FROM THE TIME THEY SET TO EMBARK ON THIS JOURNEY UNTIL THE
MOMENT CLOSING CREDITS START TO FALL LIKE TEARS AT A TRAGIC FUNERAL MARKING AN
END TO THIS BITTERSWEET EXPLOSION THAT FOREVER CAN ONLY BE KNOWN AS A TRUE
AMERICAN SAGA.

THIS VISUALLY ERUPTING VOLCANO AND SONIC DOWN-PORE SEEMINGLY FAR EXCEEDING
THE MAXIMUM 100 DECIBELS REQUIRED BY LAW IN ANY THEATER WHICH IRONICALLY PLAYS
QUITE WELL AS IT COMPLEMENTS ALL THE BARRIER BREAKING RELENTLESS VULGARITY BUT
STAYS TRUE TO HARSH REALITIES OF OUR WORLD TODAY HAS CHANGED MY LIFE.
WE ARE ALL FORTUNATE TO BE A PART OF SOCIETY AS THIS BREAKTHROUGH IN POPULAR
CULTURE DAWNS UPON OUR SIMPLE LIVES. IN MORE WAYS THAN ONE, THIS GENUINE ENTERTAINMENT OF A FILM WITHOUT PERSUASIVE AGENDAS OR SHAMELESS PROMOTION WILL FOREVER BE REMEMBERED.THE WATCHMEN DIRECTED BY ZACK SNYDER IS AN ICON.

GOD BLESS,

JEF

The Rush of a New Wave.

Rush, riding the wave of life.

My board is approaching the sand.

Diving back in to catch another.

What will this wave bring?

New creatures.

New coral.

New life.

Today is a new day.

Anything can happen.

As the new moon draws closer, luck fills the air.

What aspect of your life will be inspired with luck?

Will you meet your beloved?

Will you create your next masterpiece?

Will you finally figure out what you were meant to do on this earth?

This is the dawn of a new existence.

What is in this elixir of ebullience?

Sheer serendipity can broach a new revelation.

Devotion by Jep

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Devotion for the motion
Of the potions
For controlling
What is going
In your systems
Can you test it
Is it vetted
By the bestest
Ph.Ds
Who offer these
Just in case you fail or you sneeze
Just a hiccup
On your feet
Don't give up
The fall is steep
Remember
Our esteemed
Has the knowledge
That we need
That we feed on
Put your feet on
We must walk
To get our treat
All who else
We must beat
It is ours
We are special
We are grand
The main spectacle
That's what they said
That's what they told me
That's why they keep me
And go show me
Off to their colleagues
It's appalling
Their reactions
It's not right
I thought I was the star tonight
They just stare
They have needles
Wait I'm strapped
Who are these people!
Let me out!
I want my freedom!
Who's in charge!
I hope the die!
I'll get them back
They won't see it
Like they saw me
I'm a deviant
I'm a monster
They unleashed
They will fall
I guarantee it
I was loyal
I was faithful
I did everything that they said to
They just used me
They don't care
I'm just another one
A no one here
It's all right
They'll pay tonight
And the next
And the next time
And the time after next time
Eternity, Infinity times their torture
The end is delight

Devotion

Jep Martin Loberiza

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Blad En Gats! & Fly Fly Fly by Jep

Blad En Gats!

Is what we're made of
Is what we have to attempt perpetuity
Is what we have to power our main core systems
Is what we give to protect our being and the beings of others if you feel the obligation
Is what we sacrifice in order to advance ourselves

Blad En Gats!

Fly Fly Fly and Fly away to the sky, You won't catch me
You can't catch me
I'm too sly sly sly
Too fast, too strong, too me, not you
You're slow
You're easy
You're weak
You're dumb
I win over you and below you and around you and in front of you, even behind you
You don't know
You don't notice tisk tisk
What a shame it is, is, is...
Is it that easy?
Soon you'll notice but oh what a risk it is to not to and to let your defense mechanisms down
It'll bite you
You'll see in the end
You won't see the end... now that I think of it...
It'll rain...
We'll make it rain and drown your world
I won't be there remember?
Because I flew away.


Jep Martin Loberiza



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A Misguided Fish.

Don’t tell me I’m special.

You are infatuated with my talent.

All I hear is deception.

Every time it’s the same story.

You might be a different person.

But you speak the same lies.

You say I inspire?

You say I wow you?

If I inspire you, then show me how.

Until then, leave me alone for now.

Frustrated.

Annoyed.

Broken.

My passion only lusts for one.

Even though it is wise to run.

Sleepless nights, with thoughts of him.

When will my heart move on?

For this little fish needs to swim.

YOU'RE GOOD!

GREETINGS,

IN LIFE, IF YOU CAN STILL FIND WHAT IS WRONG AND GET LOST IN WHAT IS RIGHT, LIFE MUST BE GOOD AND YOU MIGHT BE ALRIGHT.

GOD BLESS,

JEF

IN RELATION TO RELATIONSHIPS

GREETINGS,

IF THE TERM "RELATIONSHIP" IS TECHNICALLY DEFINED AS A "CONNECTION BETWEEN PARTICIPANTS", WHY DO WE ASSUME MORE OFTEN THEN NOT THAT THIS IS OR SHOULD BE ROMANTIC? ARE WE NOT IN A SOCIAL RELATIONSHIP WITH FRIENDS OR IS THE FELLOWSHIP SHARED BETWEEN FAMILIES ANY DIFFERENT ? IN MY OPINION, WE ARE ALL IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH EACH OTHER. LET US PUT MORE THOUGHT OR VALUE INTO OURSELVES AND THOSE WE CARE ABOUT BY THINKING BEYOND THE VAGUE LABEL OF "RELATIONSHIP". THE QUESTION IS "IN EACH RELATIONSHIP, WHO ARE WE TO EACH OTHER?"

GOD BLESS,

JEF

She Can't Read by Jep

She said she cant read... that's funny I remember in high school how she would read the books out loud in class when Ms. Wilson would call her out... Ms. Wilson was so hot... Damn... I miss her... I hope she never reads this though... I wouldn't want her to think I was a pervvy... Or whatever you wanna call me... Anyways oh high school... that sophomore year changed my life... I don't really feel I should get into all the details... Im really just rambling on about whatever floats into my cerebellum... this is a free write essentially... and I feel that you readers would benefit from it the most if I really just did say whatever came to my mind... There's a lot up there... theres always too much up there... sometimes i feel like giving some of them away... but I don't know how to do that... maybe if the creators could show me... how to give them away through brains... brains I said it BRAINS... she cant read me... she cant read it... she cant read shit... what a girl... she cant read it... thats ok it doesn't matter... sometimes people are the hardest books you'll ever come across... I for one will pride myself if I ever become so unreadable... How about you eat something out of fridge... If you're up this early in the morning you might as well just stuff your face with something... its healthy I promise Robert Downey Jr. told me... seriously...

HORNZ... I remember a girl who descrived the act of being horny in this way... she said "I'm hornz, who wants to get some tonight? first one to give me a call gets it!" Of course she was joking or was she? Sometimes I know some of these girls just wants the attention they want the feeling that every guy is fighting for her that "Oh how funny it is..." BS BS BS BS BS... you know? Funny my asshole! Booger bojangles of America well call me Kanye Breast... lol Ha that didn't even make sense but you know what say it out loud... you'll laugh hard if youre in the same zombiatic stone walled ghost colored faced as I am...

I'm tired... I might post again... lets see how much just comes back after some Coca Cola

Jep Martin Loberiza

Night & Mermen by Jep

So I guess I'm sleep depriven... yeah I dont care I dont care that its not a word... you get the point... I mean I feel like a zombie right now staring aimlessly at the cream walls of my apartment slowly panning my head around trying to focus on something anything... It just doesnt work I guess... Therse only so many hours you can go without sleep before your eyes start to hate you and want to jump out of your face and find a nother owner like probably a dead guy since he wouldnt need his eyes anyways... those eyes would be able to just sleep and hide under their lids and he uber tireless...

Bliss Bliss Bliss oh how I miss miss miss the sun kissed kissed kissed bodies on the beaches...
Where the waves slowly creep up...
Crashing down like a heap of...
Water pounds in the deep end...
Hear the sound nothings deeper...
Than the plans of the people...
Underneath in the deep end...
Talking merman in our sleep and...
They come out by our feet...
While we dream and dream and dream and they just watch,
They just stare but we don't know that they are there,
They just sit and they just listen even though they understand nothing,
They breathe deep while they leak
Since they need the water in them
They need hums they need songs
Just so that they can keep up to the sounds all around
Cause that's what they go feed on
Is it wrong for the song to just go and change the beat up
What if it's loud clashing sounds screams and deep heart beats then?
What if it changes someone arranges
Some new rules some new games and...
If its right if its wrong it not much matters
Its the song, its the sounds, it all changes
The tables turned were all rearranged then hear the song
Its not ours its the mermans'
Singing bars he's all nice
He's all fair he's got something hiding there
In the dark while he watches while you sing he just stares
Yes its done now yes its change time
Now its all about to rain down
Its his world its his play ground
You're at fault you're afraid now
But its just dreams or so you think
Don't wish you had a sink?
To drain it all
Let it fall
Down the holes of no tomorrows and gone for all the calls
Its no more
Don't be afraid its just a dream that humans made
Is it true is it right are we that simple is it that nice?
It will be over like I said
The mermans' waiting for us to bed, no more us just them see, we are no longer to be.
Good night world, good night me, good night you, no more see...


Just the sea.


Jep Martin Loberiza


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Journey to Plastic Beach

GORILLAZ!



Enjoy the creativity!

AS A FAN...

GREETINGS,

FROM A FANATIC PERSPECTIVE, ONE OF THE BEST WRITTEN, RECORDED, ARRANGED, PRODUCED, MARKETED AND COMMERCIALIZED MUSIC ALBUMS OF MY GENERATION IS AMERICAN GANGSTER. IN MY OPINION, THIS PRODUCT AS A WHOLE WAS PRESENTED QUITE COHESIVELY AND FLAWLESSLY KEPT THE INTEGRITY OF THE ALBUM THROUGHOUT ITS EVOLUTION. SOUNDTRACK TO A MOVIE, RECORDED BY ARGUABLY A LEGENDARY ARTIST, SEAMLESSLY PRODUCED WITH NOSTALGIC BUT INNOVATIVE SOUNDS AND WAS SOLD AS A PACKAGE NOT AVAILABLE ON ITUNES! AS COMPLICATED OR DIFFICULT AS THIS MAY BE TO MAKE ALBUMS IN THE WAY OF THIS AMERICAN GANGSTER, I THINK IT IS A GOOD PROCESS TO FILTER OUT MEDIOCRITY IN MUSIC. LET US TAKE A NOTE FROM THE FILM INDUSTRY. ACTORS ARE OFTEN CHOSEN TO PLAY A PART. ALTHOUGH THEY ARE FREE TO AUDITION FOR ANY ROLE, THE FINAL DECISIONS STILL LAY WITH THE PRODUCERS. THERE ARE NO GUARANTEES FOR AN ACTOR SO THEY MUST STAY SHARP. TODAY ACTING REMAINS A JOB FOR HIRE. WHITE MUSIC HAS BECOME JUST A LUCRATIVE HOBBY MANY OF US.

GOD BLESS,

JEF

THE POWER OF YOUR MIND

GREETINGS,

THOUGHTS ARE THE DISEASE AND CURE OF LIFE. BE MINDFUL OF YOUR IDEAS, WORDS AND ACTIONS WHICH ARE THE FIGURATIVE DOCTORS INSIDE US. ALWAYS STAND BEFORE ANY PAIN AND SUFFERING BUT WALK TOWARD THE REMEDY. ACKNOWLEDGING YOUR SETBACK IS HALFWAY FORWARD TO THE REMISSION OF ANY SICKNESS. BE STRONG, GET SMART AND STAY HEALTHY.

GOD BLESS, JEF

Highlights and Lipsticks by Jep

Highlights and Lipsticks, that’s what we need. Times that define everything about everything. Lipsticks like lips that stick. “What the hell is he talking about?” The hell is that if we don’t have these things we will be sad more or less. Sad why? Well think of it this way; you live your whole life out everything having already been decided... living a life that was planned... boring... and average. A life that you did what you were told and you did it with excellence... but what is excellence without the satisfaction? I wouldn’t go as far as saying that it was all a waste of time but it could have been better. I often feel sad for the people who really have no direction at all in life... they go along “the path” of an everyday American meaning that they they’re born, then raised... schooled and then it comes to the point of college and what your life is going to be like so you pick a school. What is your major? Well I’ll assume it’s something like business, or communications, or marketing, or accounting, or some normal ass bullshit like that. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve asked people what they want to do in their life and most of the time I hear shit like “run a business.” For creator’s sake at least find a type of business don’t be so blind by following the flow of the American world. Trust me there is a place for you and hell it really might be that you’re supposed to be an accountant or a “business wo/man” or a marketer or whatever.


All I’m saying is don’t you want the highlights? Where are the highlights in your life? Where’s the part of the story about you getting lost in the amazon and finding a secret temple? Where’s the part of the story of how you flew to Paris and met that special person you fell in love with and are going to marry? Where’s is your FUCKING story? Life has too much potential to allow yourself to be normal and a boring piece of shit you know what I mean? I really do mean to be offensive with the language because I want you to understand and comprehend how serious this is to your life. Fuck you for being normal. Fuck you for doing what someone else told you to do. Fuck you for not being creative. Fuck you for not thinking. Fuck you for your boring repetitive nature. Fuck you for trying to fit into a system. Fuck you. Now I hope this encourages you do try a little harder and do more for yourself. That’s all I’m really asking for, just do for yourself, be a little bit selfish every now and then and do exactly what you want to do. Be brave, be the monster that you are and eat the world for it is yours and yours forever.


Now lipstick, lipstick, lipstick... and how beautiful it is on a woman; am I right? or am I right! Why lipstick? Why is it important? Look at the two words in the word, lip and stick. Now imagine lips and then lips sticking to each other. That would be known as a kiss. A kiss usually means someones’ display of affection except in cases like Judas and Jesus but anyways think of it as a display of affection towards another. Now you ask me why is this important? It is, it really is and it is so because of our need for love. Everyone reading this I’m sure wants to be loved one way or another... we all want that significant other most of the time whether if its for marriage, or a long term relationship or just for a couple months or an ongoing fling or a couple hours out of the night thing, doesn’t matter. We all want to be noticed and cared for, its just that some of us play harder to get. Point is love is one of the most important things we humanically (yes I invented that word) have to offer. We all neglect it sometimes and deny it form others. I myself really attempt to give everyone the most I can but so many times I’m sure you’ve given it but for some reason it’s minimally if at all reciprocated. It hurts but I know I know but don’t worry there’s someone that’t looking for you too so step your highlight reel up and bring in the cattle lets be monsters and let the prey pray. Go team you and may you win, always.


Let's Win, Always.


Jep Martin Loberiza

THE HUMILITY OF HELP.

GREETINGS,

ALTHOUGH THERE IS A SENSE OF PRIDE THAT FEEDS OUR EGO BY CHOOSING TO LIVE INDEPENDENTLY AND SURVIVE SELF SUFFICIENTLY IN ANY SITUATION, WE MUST ALLOW OURSELVES THE PRIVILEGE OF TAKING OUTSIDE HELP BECAUSE ONCE DIFFICULTY SURPASSES ABILITY THROUGH AGE, TIME AND CHANGING CIRCUMSTANCE; HUMBLY BEING RESOURCEFUL, ACCEPTING INABILITY AND SHARING OUR HOPES, FEARS, LAUGHTER OR TEARS WITH THOSE AROUND CAN MEAN THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN SUCCESS, FAILURE, LIFE AND DEATH SO LET US TAKE COMMAND OF DESTINY, MARCH FAITHFULLY ALONG SIDE OUR FELLOW MAN/WOMAN WHILE LIVING AN INDEPENDENT BUT RESOURCEFUL LIFE.

GOD BLESS, JEF

Passion Hopefully Passing By.

Hearts beating, minds racing.

Lust, passion, perhaps love?

No, I won’t let myself fall into this trap.

You control my mind with your accent.

You control my body with your sensuality.

You control my heart with your romance.

I want to grab you, yet I control myself.

You want to thrust, yet you meditate your mind.

8 hours of lust, 3 days a week, our lust makes us animals in this concrete jungle.

Everyone is against us.

Someone knows, but who?

Will it stop us?

Never, your body will soak up my desire until it is dry.

To you, my heart can never lie.

Ideal by Jep

The man with the perfect tie and the perfect suit with the perfect shoes had the perfect wife. She was beautiful. When she smiled everyone saw it, she caught all eyes, even the peripherals made their way to her.

Even after she died, the Man had her, he always had her. He poisoned himself with her. So that when he opened his eyes, she was all he saw. It was tragic because he only spoke of her no matter which woman came his way he spoke to them as if they were her. He even called them her name. There was no distinction anymore everything was the same. He lost his mind. He lost it in delight and with happiness because he did not want to know of anything other than her. When he made love to another women, he didn't make love to her, he made love to his wife. When he took women out, he took his wife to the finest places, her favorites always.

Life was simple. He had her. That was all and that was all he knew.



By Jep

The Cerebral Development Reading Collective by Jep

The Cerebral Development Reading Collective is basically a book club. I want everyone to be able to see as much as I see and who knows maybe you may see other things I do not and discover things about yourself you have never known before. I have chosen various works of art for you to read up on. This collective selection of books are to expand your mind and develop it into a thinking machine. I want people to be able to have boundless ideas and thoughts; Things that society has conditioned us not create, we are not simple, we are not zombies. We are hungry beautiful monsters and our minds need a feast.

I hope that you at least try some of these books and this will be an ongoing mission to bring in new people into this collective group and bring them into the light of wonder and mind expansion that they deserve. We all deserve to have the doors unlocked and our imaginations let loose.

Here I have provided you with a list of books to start reading up on:



The Next 100 Years: A Forecast for the 21st Century George Friedman







[Synopsis] A fascinating, eye-opening and often shocking look at what lies ahead for the U.S. and the world from one of our most incisive futurists.

In his thought-provoking new book, George Friedman, founder of STRATFOR—the preeminent private intelligence and forecasting firm—focuses on what he knows best, the future. Positing that civilization is at the dawn of a new era, he offers a lucid, highly readable forecast of the changes we can expect around the world during the twenty-first century all based on his own thorough analysis and research. For example, The U.S.-Jihadist war will be replaced by a new cold war with Russia; China’s role as a world power will diminish; Mexico will become an important force on the geopolitical stage; and new technologies and cultural trends will radically alter the way we live (and fight wars). Riveting reading from first to last, The Next 100 Years is a fascinating exploration of what the future holds for all of us. [By B&N]



Cosmos Carl Sagan







[Synopsis] The best-selling science book ever published in the English language, COSMOS is a magnificent overview of the past, present, and future of science. Brilliant and provocative, it traces today's knowledge and scientific methods to their historical roots, blending science and philosophy in a wholly energetic and irresistible way. [By B&N]



Empire of the Summer Moon S.C. Gwyne







[Synopsis] A stunning historical account of the battle between Comanche Indians and white settlers for control of the American West—-in the tradition of Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee. [By B&N]




I hope you will enjoy these as I have. I hope to eventually bring in a new book every week or two. Let the learning begin.

Also if you have any recommendations for the Collective, please email me @ mindudoumind@gmail.com



Enjoy your discoveries,



Jep Martin Loberiza

A CAT'S SECRET TO 9 LIVES...

GREETINGS,

FINDING, REALIZING, ACCEPTING AND UTILIZING MY ABILITIES, DISABILITIES, CAPABILITIES AND INABILITIES ABOVE, UNDER, BESIDE AND BEHIND EVERY, ANY AND ALL OPPORTUNITIES IS THE DIRECTION, MOTIVE, PURPOSE AND REASON FOR SURVIVAL, EXISTENCE, LIVING AND THRIVING MANY LIFETIMES IN SUCCESSION WHILE I CONTINUE TO REMAIN IN THIS ONE MIND, BODY, SPIRIT AND SOUL.

GOD BLESS, JEF

HATE

GREETINGS,

NAÏVE ARE THOSE WHO HAVE LOST HOPE IN HATE OVER TIME. THEY FAIL TO SEE THAT THERE CAN BE NO LOVE WITHOUT HATE. OPPRESSION IS NOT ONLY A DISTANT PROBLEM FOR THIRD WORLD SOCIETIES IN THE PAST. THIS AND MANY OTHER FORMS OF PREJUDICE ARE CLEAR TO VICTIMS OF HATE EVERYWHERE. WE MAY NO LONGER SPEAK OR ACT ON OUR ENTITLED OPINIONS. BUT THOUGHTS OF CONDEMNATION STILL LINGERS ON THE MIND. IN A FREE WORLD, PEOPLE PAY THE PRICE. THE RIGHTS THAT WE PURCHASED COME WITH FREEDOM. THEREFORE, WE ARE ABLE TO LIKE, LOVE AND HATE MUCH AS WE DESIRE. IN LIFE, I HAVE SEEN MANY EXAMPLES THAT PROVE MY CONCERN. IN EVERY ENVIRONMENT AND AT ANY GIVEN TIME, MY PRESENCE HAS BEEN FROWNED UPON. THE WEAK PHYSICAL APPEARANCE THAT I SEEM TO PUT FORWARD IS OFTEN TAKEN QUITE OFFENSIVELY. STIFF UPPER LIPS ON MY RIGHT, SNARES TO THE LEFT AND SOMETIMES A SHARP BLANK STARE FOLLOWED BY INNOCENT BUT UNNECESSARY COMMENTS OF DISAPPROVAL IS NORMAL TO ME. HOWEVER, THERE IS LITTLE TO NO CHOICE. DEDUCTIVE REASONING AND MAJORITY RULES WILL NOT ALLOW ME TO IGNORE THEM. IF EVERYONE IS RIGHT, I MUST BE WRONG. SOMEHOW AND IN MANY WAYS, I HAVE LEARNED NOT TO STRUGGLE, FIGHT OR ARGUE. WISDOM FROM PAST EXPERIENCES REMINDS ME THAT A WAR WITH SOCIETY IS WINLESS AT BEST. SO, IF I MAY OBLIGE, A FIGURATEVLY BURNING QUESTION THAT PLAGUES ME TO MY CORE IS SIMPLY, WHY? AMONG ALL THE MISFORTUNES ONE CAN CROSS IN A DAY, WHY MUST WE BURDEN OURSELVES HEAVIER WITH CRITISIZM? DO WE LIVE IN FEAR OF OUR NEIGHBOR THAT HE MAY CHALLENGE US? AS CREATURES OF THE SAME KIND, MUST WE ALWAYS BE GREATER THAN THE NEXT? OVER A LIFETIME, VIRTUE HAS ALLOWED ME TO REALIZE THESE TRUTHS ABOUT OUR RESPECTIVE CULTURES. HOWEVER, REALIZING AND UNDERSTANDING ARE WORLDS APART. ONE CAN SEE A FAULT BUT NOT NECESSARILY RECOGNIZE ITS VALUE. IN FACT, THE CONSIQUENCES OF OUR PREJUDICE HAS CONTINUED TO FADE INTO THE SKY OF POPULAR PUBLIC OPINION. OUR MINDS HAVE WEAKEND SO TRAGICALLY THAT WE OFTEN REFUSE TO THINK FOR OURSELVES WHILE DETRIMENTALLY RELYING ON FALSE STEREOTYPES OF IGNORANCE. IN THE END, STUPID IS THE NEW COOL BECAUSE DUMMIES NOW RULE.

GOD BLESS,

JEF

SURVIVE, LIVE AND THRIVE...

GREETINGS,

LIVE ON DREAMS
SURVIVE OFF FANTASIES

LIVE ON LOVE
SURVIVE OFF HATE

LIVE ON COMFORT
SURVIVE OFF PAIN

LIVE ON EXCITEMENT
SURVIVE OFF DISAPPOINTMENT

LIVE ON SOUND
SURVIVE OFF NOISE

LIVE ON EXPERIENCE
SURVIVE OFF THEORY

LIVE ON SUCCESS
SURVIVE OFF FAILURE

LIVE ON WINNING
SURVIVE OFF LOSING

LIVE ON RESOLVE
SURVIVE OFF CONFLICT

LIVE ON STRENGTH
SURVIVE OFF WEAKNESS

LIVE ON THE BEST
SURVIVE OFF THE WORST

LIVE ON FAITH
SURVIVE OFF BELIEF

LIVE ON NUTRIENTS
SURVIVE OFF NOURISHMENT

LIVE ON EASE
SURVIVE OFF DIFFICULTY

LIVE ON LIFE
SURVIVE OFF DEATH

WHAT DO YOU LIVE ON?
WHAT HAVE YOU SURVIVED OFF?

GOD BLESS,

JEF

The Constraint of Lust.

You whisper in my ear while the big brother is watching.

Caressing my thigh behind the counter.

Longing for the clock to strike 12.

We dare not speak.

As the clock ticks and we shut down.

The room is dark and everyone is gone.

We sneak into our cave.

Our bodies filled with 8 hours of lust and desire.

You seize my body, but not my heart.

We go our separate ways.

You walk back to your life of fiction

I walk back to my life of truth.

Is it the constraint or forbiddance that fuels our passionate crime?

No one knows our little secret.

I’ll see you tomorrow.

And I promise I’ll be on time.